The Hazel Green herald. [volume] (Hazel Green, Wolfe County, Ky.) 1885-19??, 1887-07-06

herself and brothcrp This feeble little
fellow could not go far, and he was not
capable of enduring any hardships.
Already he had dry, hard cough. aud
his cheeks burned with an unnatural
heat. Still he shivered. until his clothes
were dried through. Then Maggie. q
cross servant girl, gave him some sup
per and showed Helen miserable room
over the kitchen with miserable bed
in it.
She went to bed supperless, for she
was almost overcome by her anxieties
and humiliations. She slept that dream
less, yet unhealthful sleep which some
| times come TO disturbed minds, and
seems TO leave them at morning in a
worse condition than they were the night
before. She found her brother somewhat
refreshed by his slumbers, though his
little cheeks looked pale and wan. His
bright blue eyes had lost something Of
their luster. 1t was with considerable
anxiety that she noticed the change in
her brother. Poor little cripple, al
though clog to hold her down to
slavery and drudgery, she loved him.
oh, how dearly she loved him! She
would enslave herself, suffer all man
ner of insults for that deformcd boy
who had been cripple from infancy.
"Are you going to stay here?" Pete
asked her after breakfast, as he was
getting his pack ready,
Yes, Pete, can do no better" the
girl said.
you've got a hard row to hoe now,
or don't know picayune calico when
l see it"
Il know it," answered Helen, her
head bowed in her hands; "but God
will give me strength to endure it, and
poor little brother is not able to travel"
"Wcll, gal, when l was in Chicago. I
met Warren Stuart and promised him
to kind look after We. He didn't
imagine it would come to this, know.
Now, eff We ever need 4 friend I'm the
man for We to call on"
IL will not hesitate to inform you
when it is necessary for one to befriend
me-" said Helen, sadly. "No one,
however, can help me now. l must
earn my own way"
"Oh yes, l know. know said Pete.
Then, in an undertone, he added:
don't let 'em get any advantage o'ye,
or they'll give cotton for wooden film
every time, an We watch that gal, Miss
Halle. She's a tiger cat, and mad rs
get out because We stole her beau"
Helen hardly blushed ut this for she
felt too sad. She had made no effort to
capture the man on whom Miss Halle
had set her heart, and regarded her
victory as a calamity.
When Pete was gone and she alone.
she said: "Oh, why was | not born
hideous? Why am | so unfortunate"
Maggie was allowed weeks vaca-
ton to visit her friends in Newton, and
Helen allowed to take her place.
"At the end of that time I'll have
you good permanent place" said
Mrs. Arnold.
Helen was soon busy in the kitchen,
and her mind so engrossed that she al
most forgot part of her misery. Lit
tie Amos sat in a large chair near the
kitchen stove, his little cheeks red,
while he coughed a dry, hacking cough.
Helen had wrapped her faded shawl
about his shoulders. and talked rs
cheerfully to him rs she could.
II don't like this as good as did at
Mr. Stuart's," said the little fellow,
there's no angels here. sister"
"You will come to like this better
when you are here longer, little
brother"
IL don't think l will; there's no
angels here"
There are no angels anywhere save
in Heaven" said Helen, cheerfully, rs
she pinched the pie dough around the
edge of fresh-made pie.
"But they were good enough there
for angels to come to me in my sleep,
sister; no angels will ever come to me
in my sleep here, the people are too
bad"
you must not talk too much, little
brother; you are not well, for you took
cold in the rain yesterday"
"Yes, but don mind me, sister, don't
mind me-" said the patient boy.
At this moment Helen heard the
rough voice of Mr.. Arnold in the hall.
Halle, il you are going with me to
town to-day, want you to hurry up"
he said.
II will be ready soon, father"
.What makes you so long"
81 can't find one of my bracelets"
Is your bracelet gone. Halle ?"
The last voice was that of her mother,